Unfortunately, I was forced back in the horrifying ICU for five days.
This time what did me in was a mild strain of pneumonia.
Being a quadriplegic who can’t call for help, I always end up in the dreadful world of the ICU. There, the nurse-to-patient ratio is lower than on the general floor.
Thank God, I was able to stay away from that scary place for 10 months following my extended incarceration there which left me respirator-dependent.
I must have left a positive impression last time I was there because all the nurses filed into my room to joyfully welcome me back!
It was good see my old friends, though I would have preferred to have seen them at any other place!
Because of the pneumonia, I had to be on three different IV antibiotics.
I must sleep on an air mattress to prevent threatening pressure sores. The mattress keeps on moving air beneath me since I can`t move in my sleep.
This is a gift that I am glad telling you about because I tend to grow accustomed to it and take it for granted.
In the hospital they do have air mattresses, however they are not the high quality type that I am blessed with at home.
Consequently, the nurses must turn me every two hours to avoid skin break down.
What a joy!
Another experience I would like to share is the time I heard two new nurses talking about me. They were incredulous that I could possibly be at home instead of in an institution.
This made me understand anew what a gift I have to be at home!!!
I was released on the holy shabbos. I took a taxi home to be greeted by a gaggle of screeching children!!! All of our nine children were home at the time.
The jumping, dancing and joyous singing provided an amazing home coming!